“C'mon, I dare
you.”
Jiminy
Cricket* #quote
Today I'm going
to work with my father on my costume armor. The thing's a beast of a
job. We haven't even finished the helmet yet. But it's going to look
amazing in the end and there's already intense coolness coming from
the parts finished. Lots of sanding as we're not making it out of
metal but plastic you use on cars and stuff and the similar painting
techniques to give it that kind of shine.
The
Illusionist Meets The Wizard
“Yes, people
have called me one of the greatest magicians in the world, but I
don't think I'm a wizard like you.” Illusionist Daniel Grey had
been inside many deathly dangerous escape acts in his career. It
allowed him to feel calm even when he saw the man with the dragon in
front of him. The escape acts taught the magician the valuable lesson
that as long as he remained calm and in control he should fear
nothing. If the wizard is some wrathful man ready to turn someone
into a toad then the conversation is a web a chains he must navigate
and escape to safety with careful words.
Daniel Grey
wore the suit he put on for the performance. The wizard cornered him
next to his dressing room after the act finished. From the wizard's
face hung one of the long white beards expected of them, but
otherwise the wizard wore street clothes. Though the blue t-shirt and
blue jeans did match the color palette of typical caster robes.
“But I have
watched you use your spells several times. You must be a wizard.”
Daniel Grey
merely shook his head. “It is merely a trick Sir. Not real magic.
Just an illusion.” He looked at the dragon. He didn't want to
patronize the wizard with his explanation to avoid offending him and
causing him to sic his dragon on him or casting some terrible curse.
The wizard put
his hand on his chin. “But that's impossible. How could you
teleport someone from one side of the room to the other without
magic? And all those other things you did?”
Grey told the
wizard. “I'm sorry but it's a bit of a rule that a magician doesn't
reveal his tricks.”
“You just
told me it wasn't magic!”
“It's trick
magic. Kind of like how fast food joints are mistaken for real food.
If I tell you how my magic works you might tell someone else. And
that'll ruin my job. My magic is no longer magic when people know how
it works.”
The wizard
thought then a wicked smile spread across his face. Daniel wondered
if the wizard planned some sort of curse. “How about a deal? A
wizard like myself must know about all kinds of magic. I won't tell
anyone how your magic works. But also in exchange for you teaching me
all your secrets I will teach you magic.”
“Deal!”
Daniel now
wondered what kind of magic would come into his new act. And if the
wizard could summon fire that might save him money on pyrotechnics.
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